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Dancing. [open]
Bert loved to dance, it was one of his favorite things to do, right next to drawing. He was in advanced dance by the time he was a senior in high school, along with advanced art, and advanced theatre. He never had the time to be doing monologs and acting, but he always kept up with dancing and drawing, he never let himself forget how to do those two things. These things were the only things that made him feel like himself, the world just seemed to melt away when he really got into it.
Bert had just did a pirouette when he lost his footing and hit a pole, knocking him to the ground and landing on his bum. He groaned in pain and rubbed his head. āBloody āell.ā He grunted out between clenched teeth. Had Bert known someone was watching him the whole time, he would have stopped and went back to his place, or to the roof tops. He didnāt like the idea of people knowing that he could dance.
Can't sleep. The blonde couldn't sleep and it was late. She was just restless, though, tired it seemed. Too much on her mind, not enough on her mind, never in between. So she coddled herself in layers of clothing and cloth, keeping herself warm before heading out with a thermos of cocoa. Thumbing it, she walked through buildings and hummed to herself, just looking around at the night life of the school. The late night night life. Crossing a hall, she saw the man that once had her on the roof top, just talking and exploring the small expanse. He was dancing and it made her giggle, but he was good. Cleo enjoyed watching him until he landed on his bottom.
She practically ran over then. "Bert?" Her eyes were wide with concern as she offered her hand to help him up. "Are you a-all right? That was a b-bit of a fall." Cleo smiled a bit, trying to console as she waited for his answer. "You a-are a good dancer by the w-way. A lot better than I c-could be." She reached up and pushed some hair back out of her face before finally getting him to get up. "S-some tricks take a bit more w-work or stretching."
Tangled Up
[smiles warmly and snuggles closer, resting her head on her shoulder] And warm.
[giggles] I would hope so.
Merry Christmas to all!
Alright, Iāll see you soon then Cleo. [looks at the necklace and beams, looking back up at Cleo and leans up and pecks her cheek.] Thank you so much. Its beautiful. Here, this is for you, Cleo, Merry Christmas. [she holds out a bag, inside is a butterfly water globe that plays a tune and holds out in her free hand a butterfly necklace.]
[blushes lightly at the peck and nods] Y-you're welcome. [takes her gifts and opens the bag with a smile then looks at the necklace] Th-thank you, Alice. I'll be seeing you. [pecks her cheek then runs off with her things]

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Put one of these in my ask! (Fluffy)
"Is it humid in here? You look like a cotton ball."
"No, I will not give your shirt back."
"I think the pillow fort is perfect."
"I made cookies. Youāre not having any."
"I never thought youād be so ticklish!"
"Kiss, kiss."
"Where do you even find so many kittens?"
"Can I use your tummy as a pillow? Itās soft."
"Read me poetry and play with my hair. Now."
"I think youāve had too much candy."
Send me a characters name and I'll rate them and your blog:
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I will consume it with great care.
W-wonderful. I'll give it t-to you tomorrow. Good n-night Miss Flaversham. [walks away]

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Tangled Up
[smiles brightly and wraps her arms around the other blonde] Like this. Keep me in your arms and I am always yours.
[wraps her arms around the blonde in suit] Sounds nice.
Speech Therapy? || Open
Jack bit his lip as he watched her struggle, stepping a little closer. āCleo..ā He said softly, shaking his head as she wiped her eyes. āO-Of course I would.ā He insisted and looked down at his hands for a second to gather his strength. Watching Cleo cry took a lot out of someone, especially if you knew the girl. How sweet and caring she was, the cute way she blushedā¦the kind of girl he wished nothing but carefreeness for. He nodded quickly, looking back up at her sad eyes and smiling encouragingly. āSure I can, easy peasy. Just a few compliments, taking you outā¦the best way to gather confidence is to talk to people. So Iāll introduce you to loads of my mates, I could be your wing-something.ā He said with a little chuckle and stepped even closer, embracing her in a tight hug.
"Youāre so cute, love, one of my closest friends, yeah? Iād do anything to make you see it, Cleo." He whispered, pulling back quickly in case he was making her uncomfortable with how close he was. He pinched her nose, smiling fondly. "I could just tuck you in my pocket and carry you everywhereā¦how bout that? Itās safe and warm in there, nobody could hurt you, destroy my workā¦yeah, Iād really like that." He said with a little giggle and wiped at the one droplet still stuck in the corner of her eye.
Sad. Jack hated sad and she was trying so hard to be happy for him. She hated being sad as well, especially when people acted this way when she did. Her smile twitched on her lips as he insisted and looked away. Honestly, Cleo wanted to just perk up and be better in a snap, but that, frankly, was not possible. "I d-don't know about easy, Jack... S-something that's lasted this long c-can't possibly go away so quickly." Her fingers twiddled as she looked down for a moment. "Wing-something? She giggled lightly. "A-are you trying to set me up?" Her brow quirked as she watched him and tried to blink her tears away. What a curious and silly thing to do. Cleo hugged him carefully, holding onto him tightly as his arms wrapped around her in the embrace.
The slightest hint of a blush warmed over Cleo's cheeks as she held close to the boy til he pulled away. Ā "Thanks Jack..." Her voice was soft as he pinched her nose and her crinkled into it, a smile on her lips. "I d-don't think I would fit. It does sound l-lovely though." She laughed gently and closed her eyes as he brushed away a tear. "S-so where do we start... Er... H-how do we start? I r-really don't know. Do you h-have any ideas?"
Merry Christmas to all!
Perfect, I think this V-day will be the best one ever.
M-me too. I-I have to go, but here before I go. [hands her a present of a charm necklace with a top hat and crown along with other charms of memories she had with Alice] Merry Christmas.
Really? I could hug you right now! *shoves another oreo into her mouth*
Really. *hugs* I'll send it to y-your room if I don't see you. S-so make sure to take care of it.
I want one.Ā
I'll go m-make you one and have it to you t-tomorrow.

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You donāt have to make it! Just, what is it?
I do. I-it's ice cream in the form of cake with fudge as the c-cake layer like c-cake has frosting.
Speech Therapy? || Open
Jackās eyes widened as she backed away and he stepped back a bit, blinking uncertainly, before he smiled a little. She probably didnāt feel properly comfortable with people so close to her anymore, and who could blame her after all that had happened? Everytime she spoke it reminded him of the scars and bruises heād laid eyes on when he visited her in the hospital, all alone and pale. It made him sad to think about it, so he stopped before he could upset himself again.
"Sorry.." He mumbled, more to himself than to her, offering her one of his most charming smiles which seemed to go off with just a little more effort than usually, though the outcome was the same.
"I donāt think itās awkward." He quickly disagreed, pouting. During his lifetime he hadnāt really had a lot to do with shy or insecure people, at least none who expressed it like she did. Insecurity one could hide easily, Jack knew it from a lot of girls he used to date and usually finished with after he looked under the layers and found it there. He never bothered with it in his younger days. Heād always wanted more from people, wanted what seemingly only he could give. He and Jamie, that was.
But Cleo was different. Cleo didnāt hide anything, it was all out in the open, in the way she blushed and dithered, and it didnāt bother Jack at all, it was one of the things he adored about her. Then of course if she wanted to pursue speech therapy he was in no means going to try and stop her. Heād never say anything against Cleo.
"Not really, I know it has to do with confidence and trauma and stuff.." Jack stated, remembering he didnāt speak at all after the first few months of Jamieās death. "I wouldnāt know about any therapists around here, Iāve never been, but Iād be happy to help with building up your self-esteem." He quickly threw in, smiling softly.
A small smile tugged at the corners of Cleo's lips as Jack commented. He always knew how to make her feel better about herself, just the way she is. Jack liked her just like that and that's why she always had the semblance of feelings for him. Ones she knew would go nowhere, he flirted with her at least she thought so, but... He also seemed the type to break many hearts and part of her new he would never want to do that to her, so he would leave her alone. And so she did the same, not pushing something that wasn't wanted nor needed. As shown by others, Jack wasn't an only chance, he was the unattainable. All girls had that, celebrity crushes, unattainable perfect love that they could daydream about and Cleo used to, not often but she had one once, then let it go. It wasn't her job to push him to something and there also seemed to be something else there with him, a tension like he did love, but he shouldn't and she knew it was not with her. She wouldn't be second choice. She'd just be the one that sweet boys took out then decided they didn't want. Everyone learns life lessons some way.
"Y-you would?" Cleo smiled a bit as he offered help. "I-i never really bothered me, you know? It w-was always something others had to comment on. I-if people can understand me, I d-don't really see the problem, but... It's always b-been a main point people used a-against me." Her eyes went down to the ground. She sniffed. "S-sorry. No I refuse. I refuse to cry." She laughed a little and wiped her eyes. "S-see? Tears gone. N-no pain... No pain." Cleo bit her cheeks and looked back up at Jack. "Th-this self-esteem thing... You... Really th-think you can help?" Her eyes sparkled but not from her happiness as usual, no, from the sadness that was playing with her. Haunting her as always as she looked into his eyes as they plead for help in the weakness she never let anyone else truly see, but Jack... She trusted fully. Always had.